My Kind Of Girl Poem by Drack Valentine

My kind Of Girl

There she is dancing, grinding in disco night
Dazzling sweat dripping in the black light

As the night goes on and on
Her hair moves with it's own mind
Hands move down to around her behind
Her eyeliner heavy as mascara runs
Body's flirty, eyes moving like pythons

I stop and stare for a moment longer
As I feel myself get drunker and dumber

As the night goes on and on
Her legs moving always in great time
Alluring presence hypnotically sublime
Her lipstick wet with tastes of poisons
Inciting envy, curves of dreamlike passions

There she is drinking, smirking in starlight
Sinners legs making my pants tight!